Wrong Injection

Chapter 55

I lay in bed, my hands clasped behind my head, lost in thought. My mind wandered through the tumultuous events that had been unfolding in my life. The weight of Veronica and my son's critical condition had taken a toll on me, plunging me into a darkness I'd never known before - depression. It had changed me, making me lash out and hurt those closest to me, especially Milani.

I reflected on my past actions, acknowledging the pain I'd caused. Cutting ties with Milani had been a deliberate choice, driven by my singular focus on Veronica. I realized now that I'd never truly seen Milani as a woman, and that realization filled me with regret.

But the birth of Dream had brought a new sense of connection and purpose. I felt a deep bond with her, one that went beyond mere acknowledgment of her being mine. This time, the connection felt real, palpable. I couldn't explain the intensity of my emotions, but I knew I'd hold onto this feeling, this sense of connection with Dream, no matter what.

A week had passed since Dream's birth, and Milani was adamant about returning to her place. My mother had managed to persuade her to stay for another week, but that time was almost up, and the thought of Milani leaving with Dream was unbearable. I couldn't fathom the idea of being apart from my Dream, of missing out on her milestones and everyday moments. I yearned to be there for her, to be the father she needed, to love her unconditionally, just as I would for my son.

But I knew I had no right to dictate Milani's decisions, especially given our complicated history. Everything changed when Veronica's life and our baby's life were at risk. I'd shown Milani a side of myself that I'd rather forget, and now she harbored deep resentment towards me. Convincing her to stay would be an uphill battle, especially when she felt so strongly about leaving. How could I bridge the gap between us and earn her trust when she had grown to hate me so intensely over the past few months?

"Hey Sultan!" Gabby's voice cut through my reverie, snapping me back to reality. "You okay, man?" I turned to him, my expression a mix of frustration and concern.

"I'm cool, just thinking about the mess that's been happening to me lately," I admitted and Gabby nodded understandingly.

"Everything's gonna be fine, brother." I sat up, and he continued, "I know Milani's super mad at you, and she has every right to be." I nodded in agreement.

"Absolutely." Gabby's words were laced with a calm wisdom. "You just gotta stay cool and trust the process." I nodded, feeling a sense of resolve wash over me.